I found myself walking into a scary Dr.'s office. I'm not gonna lie,
as I walked through those doors I was more than a little scared by the
twitching person in the corner. Then I looked at the reception desk
only to realize that there was glass separating us. Seriously. There
was a slot at the bottom to slide paper work through, but other than
that the receptionists were safely removed from me.
I
made Sean come with me. I went and paid the receptionist an extremely
large amount of money and then sat down. Carefully choosing a seat away
from the twitching guy.
How did I end up here?
Life
is just so frustrating sometimes. I've been pretty open about my
struggles with depression and anxiety. It's no big secret. That
doesn't make it any less awkward though. And sometimes it just gets way
too hard.
So guess what? We're moving. We're
going to rent out our condo and move in with my parents for a little
while. Finances are so tight right now, and if you combine that with
my problems it's a perfect storm of crazy. So this move is the answer
to both big issues.
I mostly just feel bad for Sean.
He works so darn hard.... I feel bad for my kids because they love our
house and love their friends. I just took Mara's records out of her
elementary school and transferred them to the new one she'll be
attending. We only made the decision on Monday and everything is just
going so fast! Mara was pretty upset. In fact, her solution was: "why
don't you move into grammy's house and me and logi will
stay at our house?" After much talk she has warmed to the idea. She is
happy to be close to "her boys" (aka Kayden and Maddux), be close to
Omi's swimming pool, the treehouse, Grammy and Grandpa, baby Lilah,
etc...
It'll definitely be interesting. I'll let ya know how it goes.
1 comment:
I hope it goes very well for you. :)
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